“Mirror, Mirror on the Wall, I wish I wasn’t me at all” -the title my sister, Aubrie, told me to name this blog. It’s pretty brilliant, except it was too long. But…I still had to put it in here somewhere.
I’m not like the girl I compare myself to. I am not in the season that some of my friends are in. My skills are not the same as his.
Living in a world of comparison ruins friendships, relationships and your heart.
Have you ever noticed yourself comparing? Comparing your relationship, your suffering, your joy? Or looking in the mirror and wishing you saw something else? Or wishing your life looked more like your best friends or those people you don’t like but can’t stop observing their life?
Or maybe struggling with jealousy or envy? Or ya know- how dare that “sassy pant” girl look at your man? Or how about when you just wish so badly you could have a simple life like that minimalistic blogger you love?
I remember in high school, when I was 16, sitting next to my boyfriend, Luke, in anatomy class and he would get his tests back and it always said “100.” Mine often said “C, D, F” and if there was a possibility for an E, I’d have that too.
Luke would always say “Tay! What’d you get?” I decided to ignore him. But he persisted, “Tay, did you do well?”
At this point I’m like…boy please mind your own business. Why do you care so much? Cue Mariah Carey’s song, “Obsessed.”
But instead of kindly replying “I didn’t do that great.” I said “What the heck. Why are you always asking me how I did? I didn’t do well, Okay!?”
That was our first fight. After that, any time a test was passed back to us, he would go get a tissue so that I could look at my grade alone. HAHA, smart guy. But also, my bitterness was rooted in jealousy and comparison.
I would compare our successes. He has always been so much better at academics.
I got in the car that day of our first fight and was telling my mom about my day. I expected her to say, “That’s so annoying that he asked you what you got.” But instead my mom said to me, “You know that you should be excited for his success rather than trying to compete?” I thought about this for a moment and wanted to snap back. She then added, “His strengths should be applauded by you, not looked down upon.” Then she also said this, “Your differences are what makes you, YOU.”
Wow. My differences are what makes me unique. Isn’t it interesting that God created us each with a different finger print, not one of us the same? Why then do we compare our gifts, looks, qualities and talents?
Thankfully, Jesus sees me as I am.
And He created me like this.
Maybe I’m not good at academics like Luke. And that’s okay.
Maybe I don’t have the same body as some girls that appear to be models- that’s okay.
Maybe I’m not in the season that I desire to be in- that’s okay. God knows what is best for me in the now.
Maybe I can’t dance like a professional or sing like Beyoncé …(no worries though, I’m a pretty good actress).
Maybe I don’t have the qualities my sisters have, or the talents, or the same body- that’s okay. God created us to be alike but different. I’m so thankful that a lot of my weaknesses are their strengths, and vice versa, because that’s how we build one another up.
God created me to be me. And something in me is created in His image. And that’s pretty darn special.
So if you find yourself comparing or feeling jealous here are 3 things to think about:
Here are some Bible verses to encourage you:
Actually just read all of Psalm 139. David did an excellent job praising God for all He did. And it’s a good refresher to remind ourselves with.
God created your finger print special and different…think about that a little longer than it took you to read it.
He sees you differently than you see yourself.
(Also- Luke, thanks for putting up with my snappy attitude when I used to see you as my big competitor.)
Thank you for reading,